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Lesson Number One
Disclaimer: I don’t own Inuyasha….
*Hi - Just a quick warning that I thought I'd better include after reading
through some of my reviews... This chapter gets a bit kinky and a bit into some
S&M type theme-ing, so if that's not your cup of tea, please give it a
miss*
Sesshoumaru guided the breathless, giddy-headed girl over to the rustic
mahogany table, struggling against his animalistic instincts which demanded he
bend his bitch over on the table and fuck her senseless there and then. The inu lord was becoming drunk on his
desire, completely intoxicated by the heavenly scent of her recent releases.
But as much as his inner beast thrashed away within him to slake his lust upon
the small woman right at that very minute, he knew that when the time came for
him to sink into her hot, tight body it would be well and truly worth the wait.
Sensing that Naraku was suffering the same torment as he somewhat quelled some
of his frustration in knowing that at least he wasn’t suffering alone. No
matter how many times he tried to reposition his aching erection in the
constrictive confines of his boxer shorts, it throbbed uncomfortably, demanding
the attention only his stunning, leather clad bitch could give him.
“You’re such a beautiful little bitch you know?” Sesshoumaru whispered against
her soft, peachy cheek as he leant down, face to face with the flummoxed young
taijiya.
Sango
trembled with desire, still quite overcome by the intensity of her
orgasms. He unconsciously licked his
lips as his eyes trailed from thick-lashed, sparkling chocolate eyes to the way
she was worrying her full, crimson bottom lip with her small, white teeth. She
was nervous. He could see it in her eyes. Smell it in the air. And the scent
enticed him, bringing his youkai instincts to the surface. He would entertain
himself some more in her uncertainty, delighting in her apprehension of what
was to come, and play with his prey a little longer, extracting the
intoxicating scent of her arousal combined with her fear of the unknown to the
fullest extent before he indulged himself in her sweet womanly treasures.
“Our little bitch has no idea what she’s doing to us does she Naraku?”
Sesshoumaru stated huskily, grinning devilishly as his sensitive nose picked up
an increase in her arousal as she watched Naraku slowly lick her honey from the
hand that had just brought about the most intense orgasm of her life. He was
looking hungrily at her as if she were about to become the next course on his
menu. Sango shivered at the thought of him licking the place that had just
began throbbing with need in anticipation of the erotic vision in front of her.
She longed for the ebony-haired angel before her to devour her pussy with the
same long, languid strokes as he lavished his own fingers with.
“She’s a particularly unruly female, our sweet little ‘pet’ is, but don’t worry
Sango… Sesshoumaru and I have every intention of disciplining that out of you…”
he moved in close next to the demon lord and feathered his words against the
side of her face as he fondled her exposed breast, gently pinching a tight, rosy
nipple between his long, elegant fingertips.
“You see Sango… you seem to forget that we are demons ‘pet’. We have highly
developed sensory faculties that allow us to hone in on any sense we desire, be
it smell, sight, taste, touch or sound. Do you know what that means ‘pet’?” he
asked as he nodded to Sesshoumaru, motioning him toward a highly polished cigar
box sitting atop the table. Sango merely nodded her head from side to side as
her attention strayed from Naraku’s seductive leer to see what it was that
Sesshoumaru was fetching.
Naraku’s demeanor stiffened somewhat, temporarily miffed that the woman’s
attention should stray from him, but he continued nonetheless.
“It means that we know exactly why you’ve been avoiding us ‘pet’. We know exactly what you’ve been doing in
your room… without us.” Naraku watched the young girl as she continued to
ignore him. She was intently regarding Sesshoumaru, watching him as he brought
the box closer to the edge of the table where they were standing.
“You will look at me when I speak to you ‘pet’!” Naraku snapped, pinching
Sango’s nipple harshly in reprimand while his other hand grabbed her by the
chin, forcing her to look at him in the face.
“Ouch!” she cried, shying away from him, suddenly not liking this game as much
as she had thought she would after a painful jolt pierced through her breast
and up her shoulder from the biting pressure he had applied to her sensitive
peak.
“Naraku! That hurt!” she began, raising her voice and glaring at him, baring
her small human canines in her anger.
“SILENCE!” Naraku yelled, scaring the living shit out of the indecently clad
young woman, making her take an apprehensive step back from the hanyou glowering
over her, to lean up against the table’s edge.
“I suggest you refrain with the attitude little one unless you want Sesshoumaru
to put you over his knee and give you the spanking of your life,” he growled
lowly, a sinister smirk dancing across his fetching features at the mental
image his words had just evoked in his mind. Moving in towards her, he reached
out and took the bright red, throbbing nipple scissoring it between his fore
and index fingers and roughly pulled her upper body closer to him by the tender,
stinging nub.
“Pleeeease! That hurts! Naraku you twisted bastard!” Sango wailed but was
stopped by a finger being pressed against her glossy, trembling lips. She
cowered under the lustful, predatory gaze of the handsome, semi-naked,
raven-haired hanyou. A gaze that seared her flesh to a fevered pitch. Her heart
was beating at a frantic pace, so overcome by the erotic situation she had
found herself contending with. Unfortunately his rough treatment of one of the
most sensitive parts on her body caused her eyes to well up with tears,
clouding her vision. Sango raised her face and looked up at the ceiling,
sucking in her breath in the attempt to stop the tears that threatened to fall.
She was embarrassed enough as it was, let alone humiliating herself further by
shedding tears.
‘Why is Naraku being so cruel? Fucking freak! Is he really enjoying humiliating
me like this? Damn him…’ she thought as she clenched her teeth. She knew she
was in a vulnerable position and she didn’t want to push her luck by verbally
abusing the callous half-demon lest he truly go to town on her. After all, she
didn’t really know what he might be capable of doing. Sango looked down into
his warm ruby depths, sparkling with sadistic delight, but behind the serious
mask, Sango could detect his empathy. He was only playing with her. After all,
wasn’t this what she had always fantasized about? Once again, Sango found her
tongue venturing out of the corner of her mouth to lick the crease of her lips.
She didn’t like the fact that he was taunting her like this, irrelevant of
whether he was playing with her or not.
“I don’t want to play this dumb game anymore!” Sango spoke indignantly from
around Naraku’s offending digit, thoroughly mortified at hearing her voice
crack as she uttered the defiant words.
Sensing her conflicts, Sesshoumaru placed the box on the table next to them and
resumed his position, pushing his way behind Sango so he could lean against the
table. The feel of the cool, shiny textile of Sango’s leather dress pressed against
his fevered flesh created a pleasant contrast, tantalising his already
heightened senses. Freeing her hair from her comb and reveling in its smooth,
silky texture, he wrapped his fist around her long, lustrous locks. Tilting her
neck to the side, he exposed the rapidly pulsing artery in her slender,
graceful neck. Sesshoumaru pressed his arousal up against the small of Sango’s
back, rhythmically grinding his pelvis into her firm body. The sleekness of the
patent leather against the soft jersey fabric of his C.K.’s allowed his thick
youkai girth to slide effortlessly against her, creating the most exquisite
friction. Sesshoumaru sucked in a deep breath through his clenched teeth as he
allowed himself to drown in her scent, delighting in the way her body molded
perfectly against his own. Moving his mouth towards the crook of her throat, he
began placing small, open-mouthed kisses up her pale, creamy skin, nipping her
flesh as he tasted her sweetness.
“We’re not playing a game my beautiful girl…” Sesshoumaru breathed hotly
against her ear as Naraku leant down and laved her abused nipple lovingly with
his talented tongue.
“You might call what you did with us last week a ‘game’ princess, but we demons
don’t like to play ‘games’…” he continued, trailing his clawed fingers
teasingly up and down her sides.
“You’ve been a bad, bad girl Sango, taunting us the way you have,” he purred,
delicately biting the tender skin along the smooth column of her throat with
the tips of his fangs. Sango fought against her escalating arousal to no avail.
The small females flesh erupted in goose bumps as she uttered a small, ragged
gasp from the exquisite sensations her demon-lovers were causing her to feel.
Sango blushed a deep shade of crimson.
“Now… If you’re a good little girl, princess, we won’t have any need to get too
rough with you – just like Naraku said before,” Sesshoumaru spoke against her
throat, kissing and nipping his way up her jaw line.
“But…” he continued, pulling her head back firmly once again by the grip he had
on her hair, forcing her to make visual contact with his stern, serious
expression.
“If you do not acquiesce with our commands little one, I can’t guarantee you
that Naraku will be able to hold back that cruel, sadistic side of his that we
all know he struggles with…” he purred against her cheek as he brought his free
hand up to gently squeeze her neglected breast, grinding his groin into her and
allowing a soft groan to feather across her flesh from such tantalising contact
with his woman.
Sango gasped in shock and gulped at the unexpected action, effectively snapping
her out of her reverie. She expected such behaviour from the hedonistic hanyou,
but Sesshoumaru? He had always treated her as though she was a small, fragile,
glass-blown statue instead of a battle hardened demon slayer (yes people Sango
has an alter-ego in this story). He was acting so out of character that for
some absurd reason, she found herself becoming even more turned on by his
overpowering brusqueness.
‘He must really be into me…” Sango pondered as she turned her attention upon
him, staring into his beautiful eyes. ‘I’ve only ever seen our stoic puppy
feign disinterest at the best of times… He’s really getting into this whole
role play thing the kinky ‘lil bish!’ Her eyes sparkled with mirth at the idea
as he brought his face right up close to hers, his following words feathering
across her lips causing a shiver to resonate down her spine.
“You’ve upset us little one, by locking yourself away from us over the last
week. We thought that you truly cared for us when you let us be the first to
sample your sweet treasures…” he breathed. “Naraku and I thought we would be
the last to do so after our last intimate encounter little princess, but you
completely shut us both out of your life. It’s almost as if you’ve found
something better than Naraku and I. You have haven’t you Sango-chan?” he asked,
pouting his kissable bottom lip and gnawing sexily upon it with his fang for
effect.
Sango, now completely overwhelmed by the maelstrom of emotions flooding her
senses (and somewhat nervous that her attempt to avoid the delicious demon duo
may result in some unsavory, kinky and somewhat painful punishment, especially
after the unexpected rough abuse upon her nipple she had endured from the sexy
hanyou) merely stuttered her response to the sultry inu lord.
“N-no Sesshou-kun, Nara-kun, please believe me… I-I haven’t… I promise you
both…”
Sesshoumaru looked at her intently, Naraku leaving his place at her now
pleasure-numbed breast to meet her expressive, pleading eyes with his deep-ruby
irises. Reaching out to stroke her silken, midnight coloured hair he asked
whilst Sesshoumaru continued to fondle her heaving breasts, “So you’re telling
me and Sesshoumaru that you haven’t found something to replace us? Are you sure
Sango?”
“Y-yes! Of course I’m sure! I’d be completely insane to do so! You two know
that I’m crazy for the pair of you! Oh guys, I’ve been hiding in my room cos
I’ve been so embarrassed to see you both. I was so sure that you’d regret doing
what you did with me…” she continued, completely flustered by what she was
being accused of and dying of embarrassment for being put in such a predicament
that she had to voice her feelings to the handsome youkai, irrelevant of
whether her feelings were reciprocated or not.
‘So they do think I’m some kind of slut after all. Gods! I gave them my
virginity and they think that I’ve been running around with all sorts’ only
days after I gave myself to them? I knew it!’ she thought.
Naraku placed his large powerful hands on her tiny waist and picked her up,
placing her tight little butt on the edge of the table as he asked, “So you
don’t regret making love to us Sango-chan… is that what you’re saying?”
“No Naraku! Of course I don’t baby. How could either of you even think that?”
she replied, her features somewhat softening as she attempted to reveal her
true feelings for her immortal lovers as she looked into beautiful eyes of
crimson and amber, blinking repeatedly with concern that she may have truly
upset her lovers.
“And you’re sure you haven’t replaced us?” Sesshoumaru asked as he ran his
fingers through her long hair, placing a tender kiss at the corner of her mouth
before moving out from behind her, nudging his way between her legs, opening them
wider to share the coveted position with his best friend as he ran his finger
teasingly up her leg, brushing them lightly under her dress to tickle across
her wet flower. The young woman’s body shuddered with a delicious tremor at his
touch. Sango suddenly became thankful to the design of her dress, appreciating
the high splits either side of her legs, leaving a leather flap hanging at the
front of her, covering her bare treasure from the ravenous looking youkai
nestled between her thighs.
Cupping her cheek gently, Sesshoumaru continued as he left his place between
her thighs and moved toward the box he had placed near where Sango now sat.
With Sesshoumaru’s sudden absence from between her legs, Sango felt suddenly
self-conscious as she tore her eyes away from her attractive inu lover,
glancing down at her widely parted legs to see the front of her dress being
hitched up by Naraku, exposing her pink, glistening slit to his hungry eyes.
Sango could feel a flush of blood heat her cheeks under his hot, penetrating
gaze upon her bare womanhood and attempted to close her legs in the hope her
slick flower wouldn’t be so open to his attention.
“Uh-uh-uh!” Naraku sing-songed his chastisement, tutting at Sango for her
failed attempt to shut her legs. Her thighs had instantaneously met with
resistance as Naraku’s powerful hands gripped her just above her knees, forcing
her shapely legs as far apart as her flexibility would allow, spreading her
silky petals and exposing her dripping core to his view.
“Now little one, that’s so much better… Sess, our ‘pet’ is still being somewhat
defiant… trying to close her legs on me so I can’t see her delicious little
pussy. Don’t fight me again Sango… I’m
warning you. You belong to us now. All of you.
And I’ve so missed that pretty little slit of yours… Don’t try and hide
it away from me again. You really need
to be taught a lesson from keeping this glorious little treasure hidden from
us…” Naraku purred, mesmerized by the way Sango’s honey glistened against her
swollen clit. “I say we begin our first
lesson don’t you?” he asked, tearing his eyes away from her womanhood to meet
her overwhelmed expression with a devious sparkle in his eyes. Flashing her a cruel smile and winking
teasingly at Sango as he knelt down between her legs and began trailing small
kisses along her inner thighs, working his way to the outer edge of her soft,
pink folds, tickling her sensitive flesh with his talented tongue as he began
lapping up her honey as it dripped down the inside of her thighs. Sango’s
breathing hitched as Sesshoumaru continued his line of questioning.
“So you’re absolutely sure that you haven’t found a replacement for us?” he
quizzed the perplexed girl.
“H-Hai… Of course I’m sure,” she answered.
“Then what, pray tell, is this?” he asked.
Too distracted by the attention Naraku was lavishing upon her, all Sango could
hear was the lid to the wooden box opening and closing and the familiar sound
of a gentle buzzing.
“P-please…” she stammered heatedly, squirming under Naraku’s torment as he
nipped along her mound, smoothing his chin along her wet slit. Her breathing
beginning to come in short erratic pants.
Naraku smiled against her sweet honeyed flesh as he looked up to catch the
shocked expression brace her pretty features after hearing her utter a small,
strangled gasp when recognition of the sound of a vibrator come to life behind
her. Sesshoumaru leaned over her shoulder, grabbing her by the hair once again
to tilt her face to his. She was met by a pair of heavy amber orbs flecked with
tinges of red and a deep, husky voice.
“We know why you’ve been avoiding us little hime…” he purred, closing the space
between them so as to tease her full, glossy lips with his fangs. “You lied to
us Sango-chan,” he continued, breathing his words against her soft lips.
“Naraku and I found the reason why you feel you don’t need us
anymore…” he brought the cool latex sex toy up to her face and traced it
seductively over her lips, causing a horrified gasp to escape from her, just as
Naraku chose his moment to begin suckling her hard little clit lovingly with
his warm, wet mouth.
Sango tilted her head back and moaned deeply, her cognitive thoughts flying out
of the window once again as instinct overtook reason, forcing her to give in to
her carnal desires. She knew she should be furious… absolutely livid for the
complete invasion of her privacy. How
dare they gain entrance into her room and snoop through her personal
belongings?! But at the moment she could barely catch her breath, let alone
think rationally, much less let loose a tirade upon the two scrumptious
deviates. The way her hanyou lover was tickling and licking her kitty with his
skilful tongue, she knew she would not be able to last too much longer before
she lost herself to her pleasure once again.
“Mmmmmmm… Sesshoumaru, she tastes even better when she’s angry,” Naraku purred
into her pussy whilst looking up to witness the tantalising scene unfolding
above her waistline.
“Did you hear that princess?” Sesshoumaru asked as he stroked her soft hair,
running the vibrator down her chin, along the smooth column of her throat, all
the way down to her full, luscious breast where he alternated teasing each
nipple with the vibrating phallus. Sango merely moaned as she pushed her womanhood
into Naraku’s welcoming mouth.
“It seems that I’m going to have to piss you off a bit before the next time I
eat that sweet little pussy of yours…” he whispered hotly into her ear,
eliciting a small, excited moan.
Naraku tightened his grip on Sango’s thighs, forcing her to keep them wide open
when she instinctively tried to close them around his head after he began
chewing upon her little pearl, digging his tongue deeply into her most
sensitive spot. He had learned from his previous sexual encounter with the
taijiya that pleasuring her in such an intimate way could be a somewhat
dangerous sport. His last experience almost concussed him as the taijiya’s vice
like grip threatened to crush his skull as he feasted upon her treasure. He had
forgotten that his taijiya, although petite, had extraordinary strength for a
human.
“Tell us, precious little one” Sesshoumaru cooed into the juncture between her
neck and shoulder, working the vibrator around one of her sensitive peaks while
he reached down to pull the front flap of her dress to the side so that he
could watch Naraku devour her hot little flower, making his uncomfortably
aroused cock twitch in anticipation. The scent of her arousal hung thick in the
air, driving him and Naraku to the brink of insanity. Would they even be able
to last their little session of role-play? Sesshoumaru desperately tried to
calm the beast within him that threatened to break its chains and surge forth
to fuck his bitch senseless, relieving him of his aching tension. Taking a deep,
calming breath, he continued.
“Why did you feel compelled to replace us with this cold… hard piece of
petroleum by-product?” he curled his lip in disgust as he looked at the
offensive replica of a males genetalia, thinking to himself how much it paled
in comparison to his and Naraku’s impressive attributes as he fought to find
words to describe the hideous, pulsating piece of smooth plastic.
“Surely it couldn’t give you much pleasure little one… it couldn’t possibly be
as good as the real thing?” He asked, seriously considering the pink
cylindrical object as he took it from her breast and held it up to his eye
level, lip still curled back in distastefulness, revealing a sharp, ivory fang
in the process.
“Well?” he prompted, obviously desiring an answer from the pleasure-numbed
woman.
Sango fought to gain some semblance of coherence. Naraku was truly in the
process of doing a real number on her wet, swollen pussy as he teased her folds
and clit relentlessly, teasing the entrance of her throbbing core with the tip
of his tongue.
“I-I ohhhhhh!...” she groaned as Naraku penetrated her tight entrance with his
tongue.
Sesshoumaru grinned wickedly at the look of sheer, unadulterated pleasure that
danced across her features as he grabbed his thick length and began stoking
himself through his boxers, redirecting the vibrator down to her pouting
flower, rubbing it firmly against her hard little clitoris, while Naraku
continued to fuck her with his tongue.
“I’m waiting for an answer princess,” he persisted. Sango was completely
oblivious to her cognitive functions, unable to speak, lost in a realm of
lust-induced incoherence. A familiar tingling resonated from deep within her
core, heralding the onset of yet another mind-blowing release. Sango’s panted
breaths became labored as she undulated her hips, trying to increase the sweet
pressure in her highly sensitized nether regions. The sensuous sounds of Naraku
lapping at her scorching pussy and the rapid beating of her own heart were the
only things Sango could hear at that very point in time. She could vaguely hear
her inu lover requesting something of her, but she was too overcome with the
pleasurable sensations her unfurling climax was creating in her body to really
comprehend what was being asked of her. And then – out of nowhere…
“WOOOOSH!”
Sango shrieked out in a combination of shock and mild discomfort as another
lash of her small whip came crashing down upon her gently jiggling breasts,
across the sensitive tips of her nipples, causing another startled cry to
escape from her throat as the reality of the situation began to foment in her
head. Sesshoumaru was punishing her?
For not answering him?
“Ooooouuucchhh!”
Sango wailed, the myriad of sensations creating on overload within her. Pain.
Pleasure. She couldn’t decide if
she wanted to cum or cry!
“WOOOOOOOSH!”
Another blow rained down a little harder than the last upon her abused peaks,
accompanied by a deep, resonant and commanding voice.
“I truly had hoped I would not have any need to result to such barbaric
measures as flogging my unruly mate into submission, but I will not tolerate
such blatant ignorance from you my beauty,” Sesshoumaru chastised.
Sango’s mind tripped over itself trying to recollect the events that beckoned
her silver-tressed fantasy to such bizarre and cruel behaviour. Sango cried out
once again as another blow hit across her stinging nipples, but somehow the
sensation of her breasts being abused so wickedly by her handsome inu lover
sent a wild, almost gratifying, electrifying jolt from her inflamed nipples to
her highly aroused core, causing her to howl in painful pleasure as she bucked
against Naraku’s mouth.
“By the gods, she likes this don’t you ‘pet’?” Naraku exclaimed, his thick,
hard cock jumping with excitement in his shorts as he looked up from her soaked
slit, momentarily diverting his attention to his beautiful mate having her hard
little nipples turn a deep shade of claret from being flogged by the
multi-stranded whip. Naraku found himself having to restrain the young woman
under his grip as she struggled beneath him, sobbing in frustration that her
climax had been brought to an abrupt halt form cascading upon her. Another
strike crashed down upon her causing her to keen in response to both the
inability to cum as a direct result of Naraku halting his ministrations to
watch her be disciplined and the odd sensation of the painful pleasure coursing
through her veins from Sesshoumaru’s cruel, unusual punishment.
“Now Sango, I will stop this ‘lesson’ and we will resume pleasuring you if you
agree to stop being so ignorant and answer my question…” Sesshoumaru offered,
holding the leather tassels of the small whip in a tight bunch in his hand as
he awaited her response. He was having a hell of a time restraining his urge to
lean down and comfort her by soothing the upraised, reddened welts left behind
on her glorious mounds from his tormenting treatment.
Sango’s mind clamored within itself to recollect his previous request. Despite
the stinging discomfort in her breasts she was absolutely desperate to reach
her completion.
“I-I’m sorry… I-I didn’t really replace you or Nara with that…” she replied
breathlessly, trying to regain her composure as she motioned toward the pink
vibrator, currently sitting at the corner of the table beside her.
“I couldn’t have used that thing even if I had wanted to… I was too sore after
we, we… you know…” she continued, her cheeks darkening with a thousand
different variations of the colour red as she recalled her first sexual
encounter with the two lusty youkai.
Sesshoumaru’s bearing softened somewhat at hearing her confession, too enamored
with the small, trembling female to want to punish her needlessly. Hell, he
didn’t really want to punish her in the first place. It had all started off as
a little bit of mischief between him and Naraku to reclaim their bitch after
she had avoided them for all that week, but his inu instinct now thrashed away
within him, demanding the beast within him be released. An inu knew of only one
way to make an unruly bitch submit to his whims, and flogging her breasts,
although highly arousing in a kinky kind of way, went against every grain of
intrinsic nature instilled within him. What he really wanted to do… what his
instincts demanded him to do, was to bend her over the table in front of him
and fuck her into submission as punishment for her ignorance. But she was only
human, and being so sexually inexperienced, as she was, he would probably break
her in the process he reasoned. He breathed in deeply, forcing himself to focus
lest he lose control and ravish her the way his primal self demanded. No… his
bitch was telling him the truth. He couldn’t detect any dishonesty in her aura.
He looked upon her, regarding her flustered expression. She was indeed suffering
from their devious torments.
“Go on…” he enthused. “Tell us then why you even have this ‘thing’ in your
possession then princess?” he continued.
“I-I don’t want to…” her blush intensified profusely as she squirmed under
Naraku’s grip, who raised an eyebrow at Sesshoumaru in a quizzical manner, both
youkai delighting in her coy defiance, watching as her lip began to tremble
once again.
“I think our ‘pet’ hasn’t learned her lesson yet Sess… perhaps another lashing
is in order… Only this time I want to
see you flog her pussy…” Naraku suggested, grinning sadistically when Sango
began struggling underneath his hands, gasping in horror.
“N-no! I’ll tell you… just don’t do that Sesshoumaru… Naraku… please… you’re
really freaking me out baby!” She began just as she saw Sess release the
leather tassels from his hold and bring his hand back, readying himself to
strike her nether regions for her non-compliance.
“Continue…” Sesshoumaru replied, once again grabbing the tassels in his hand.
“I w-was trying to teach myself how to – uhm…” she stuttered, once again
chewing worriedly upon her bottom lips.
“Teach yourself what little one?” Sesshoumaru urged, trying ever so hard not to
allow a lecherous grin to paint across his seriously void expression.
Naraku blew a hot stream of air up and down her swollen flower, cruelly
distracting her from her train of thought, making her shiver and inhale shakily
at the enticing sensation.
“You were saying?” Sesshoumaru snapped, feigning impatience as he gripped the
whip tighter in his grasp.
“I-I used it to practice giving head… I was hoping one day that I-I may be able
to maybe do it to you and Nara... and since I’ve never done it before, I wanted
to make sure that I could do it right… I didn’t want you to think I was useless…”
Sango barely whispered, the very tips of her ears feeling as though they’d been
set alight from the heat of her deep embarrassment for having to utter her most
intimate secrets to her lovers.
Sesshoumaru and Naraku felt sure their cocks would simply explode upon hearing
her shy confession as both men entertained the thought of the sweet little
taijiya fucking their cocks with her hot little mouth as she swallowed their
lengths down her slender throat. A shiver ran down Sesshoumaru’s spine and he
dropped his face to the floor so she couldn’t see the loss of his resolve as he
visibly gulped back his urge to groan at his thoughts.
“So… you’re telling us Sango, that you’ve never fucked yourself with this
pathetic excuse for a cock?” Naraku pressed, a sly grin spreading across his
handsome face as he peered up at Sesshoumaru, waggling his eyebrows at the
demon lord suggestively.
“No!” Sango gasped hotly as Naraku’s fingers once again found their way between
her legs to gently massage her aching pearl.
“That’s very good princess,” Sesshoumaru praised as he put the whip down and
began stroking over the reddened flesh of Sango’s breasts, lowering his head to
lave her tender nipples with his mouth, gently easing her back onto the cool
surface of the table in the process. Naraku released his hold on her pearl and
eased her legs up onto the table so that she lay with her legs opened wide, her
bottom still resting against the edge, her knees raised and her pointy heels
pressed into the hard wood. Sango wriggled around in the attempt to find a
position to alleviate the strained muscles in her shoulders at having to lie
uncomfortably against her restrained hands as they pressed precariously at an
unnatural angle into her back.
“Perhaps it is time to make the comparison of which you would prefer little
one. Us or your little plastic friend here,” he spoke cryptically, staring
deeply into the depths of her cocoa orbs, smiling a sexy lop-sided grin,
offering the confused taijiya a cheeky wink. Sesshoumaru left her side and
walked around to join Naraku in admiring the restrained taijiya’s glistening,
bare shaved kitty.
“What do you think Nara? Should we indulge our sweet little bitch?” he asked,
picking up the vibrator and gliding it up and down her soft, wet folds.
“I’m not so sure… I still think she needs to be taught a lesson for ignoring us
for so long… How do we know that she isn’t lying to us about practicing giving
head with ‘that’ abominable thing?” he replied, sneering in disgust as he
looked upon the offending device. “… and what if she’s really been locking
herself away in her room, fucking herself silly with ‘it’ instead of ‘us’? No.
I say we test her statement out to see if she’s really telling us the truth
before we indulge her…” Naraku stated, then turned to Sango and leered. He
could sense she was telling the truth but was finding her to be too good of a
sport to back down.
“…So you are forbidden to cum until I say you can, do you understand me little
one?” he questioned, a sexily sinister expression animating his attractive
countenance.
Naraku winked at Sesshoumaru and motioned for him to continue as he seated
himself at the edge of the table next to Sango and watched him as he teased her
with the vibrator. Naraku’s hands trailed light, lazy patterns over her smooth,
baby soft mound.
“How can I stop from cumming? You arseholes! I can’t just stop myself from
cumming because you tell me to! Especially with you boys doing the things that
you’re doing to me! Please! Stop being so cruel!” she begged, causing Naraku
and Sesshoumaru to snicker at her desperate outburst.
“Well princess, you’re just going to have to if you don’t want to be punished
again… and it’s Naraku’s turn to punish you next… I personally don’t think that
he’ll go too easy on you either tenshi. You know what sort of a bizarre, fetish
freak he can be, so perhaps you should just lie back and enjoy…” Sesshoumaru
suggested. “Just not too much…” he smirked, winking slyly at Sango as he
finished his statement.
Sango took a sharp intake of breath as she felt Sess probe her slick entrance
with the head of the vibrator, teasing her relentlessly by pushing it ever so
lightly against her core, barely penetrating her, only to bring the vibrating
head back up to press deliciously against her throbbing clit, only to repeat
the process, each time penetrating her vagina a little deeper. Once again,
Sango found herself freefalling into the unrestrained tempest of her lustful
desires, intermittently raising her hips off of the table to meet Sesshoumaru’s
pleasurably repetitive movement.
“Gods, she’s so hot and wet Nara. I can’t wait to taste her…” Sesshoumaru
stated, continuing with his languid, sensual torture, pressing a little firmer
into her throbbing pearl and welcoming core every time he passed the vibrator
over her small, pouting flower.
“She tastes divine as well,” Naraku commented, trailing his long, slender
forefinger down her slick flower, grazing over the top of her erect bud as he
wiped up some of her warm, viscous honey and held it up to Sesshoumaru.
“Here… try some,” he offered with his smooth, deep voice, making Sango moan
deeply when she saw her striking, silver haired lover lean down and capture
Naraku’s elegant, honey coated finger between his soft lips.
Sesshoumaru hungrily licked up her essence, trailing his tongue over Naraku’s
finger as though he were licking a lollypop. The demon lord growled low in his
throat, his sparkling amber eyes bleeding tiny capillaries of red to stain his
warm amber eyes, losing his mind to the erotic moment. He had fucked many women
before, sharing them with his best friend Naraku, but never once had he made
any intimate contact with the sultry hanyou. But it hit him as though the room
had been electrically charged, immediately attracting him to the confident hanyou.
And the spike in Sango’s aroused scent at the visually stimulating scene of him
suckling upon another man’s finger had him in a state of confused excitement.
He had never contemplated the notion until now. Where exactly did Naraku intend
to take this particular interlude? Sesshoumaru’s skin erupted in a flush of
small prickly goose bumps as his mind went into overdrive at the forbidden
prospect of something he would never in his life paid any credence to until
now. He knew his best friend didn’t care which direction he swung in… as long
as it resulted in his sexual gratification. His wily friend certainly oozed the
type of sensuality that threatened to lift the lid off of Pandora’s proverbial
box. The hanyou grinned knowingly at Sesshoumaru’s obvious reaction, gazing
intently into his lust glazed eyes before he teasingly relinquished his finger
from the warm confines of Sesshoumaru’s mouth, leaving him to ponder his
thoughts. He reveled in his ability to shake down the strongest demon that
walked the face of the earth. A lowly hanyou capable of bringing the stoic lord
of the western lands to a state of confusion with nothing more than his
alluring, crimson bedroom eyes. He smirked seductively, internally crowing with
satisfaction, taking his hand once again and trailing the same finger along
Sango’s soaked slit a second time. This time he elicited a groan from
Sesshoumaru as he watched the hanyou sensuously drag his finger over her lips,
smearing her essence around her pretty mouth.
“Go ahead pretty kitty,” he purred, boring his hungry gaze into her wide-opened
eyes. “… Lick it up” he commanded.
Sango hesitantly obeyed, poking her little pink tongue out from the corner of
her mouth and shyly running it over the silky honey coating her lips, unsure of
how she would react to her taste. After her initial taste of her body’s spicy
lubricant, Sango decided that it didn’t taste so bad. And the reaction she
could see it evoked in the boys, her licking up her own pussy juice, had her
eagerly licking up every last trace.
“What a good little ‘pet’ you are,” Naraku praised, teasing her tongue with his
finger as he eased the glistening digit into her mouth for her to suckle upon.
“You’re such a perfect little bitch you know that don’t you princess?”
Sesshoumaru growled as he watched his woman mimic on Naraku’s finger, what he
hoped she would do later to his throbbing cock. Sango closed her eyes to her
pleasure as Sesshoumaru intensified the pressure on her pussy with the
vibrator, twirling the vibrator back and forth over her entrance, spiraling it
deeper and deeper inside of her as the head of the phallic shaped object
finally penetrated the first set of muscles of her aching core.
Panting in short, quick breaths, Sango jutted her hips up off of the table in
the attempt to push the object teasing her shallow depths, deep inside of her.
Naraku continued to tease her tongue with his finger as his other hand crept
lightly down between her parted thighs to glide the smooth pads of his fingers
firmly over her swollen pearl.
“Do you like that Sango-chan?” Naraku asked, appreciating the way he and
Sesshoumaru had the small female writhing under their touch, panting like a
bitch in heat. Sango could only nod her head, moaning her pleasure around
Naraku’s finger.
“Do you want more tenshi?” inquired her charismatic inu lord, grinning with
satisfaction as he twisted the vibrator within her, marveling at the way her
vaginal muscles clenched around the pink, latex surface as if she were trying
to draw it deeper inside of her.
“Ooooooh… please Sesshou-kun! Stop teasing me baby! I want it inside of me!”
she cried.
“Give her what she wants,” nodded Naraku, trailing his finger from her mouth
down to grip her chin, forcing her to make eye contact with him.
“But remember beautiful girl, no cumming until I say so o.k.?” he reminded her,
relishing the way she frowned so adorably at him, dropping her bottom lip like
a spoiled child.
“I asked you a question ‘pet’. Answer me…” he prompted by squeezing her clit
between his thumb and forefinger, tugging and twisting at it roughly, causing a
strangled gasp to fall from her pouting lips.
“But why?” she whined as her chest rose and fell rapidly due to her labored,
erratic breaths. The boys were driving her wild with their seductive torture.
“Because if you do princess, I’m going to take that vibrator off of Sess and
shove it deep up your pretty little arse, do you comprehend?”
Sango’s eyes widened and her mouth hung agape with shock. Sesshoumaru growled
at the prospect and his eyes lit up with licentious promise at Naraku’s threat
as he pressed his palm against the base of the vibrator and slowly pushed it
into Sango’s hot, tight cunt, imagining what it would be like to plunge his
thick length into her tight, proud little arse.
“Stop it! Please!” she cried, now fully terrified of losing control, knowing
fully well that her kinky hanyou lover would be only to happy to make true his
threat. Sango thrashed her head from side to side at the intense sensation of
the vibrating phallus being pushed deeply inside her, threatening to release
the climax that had once again begun to gain momentum deep within her.
Sesshoumaru cupped her flower in his palm as he rhythmically pushed the plastic
cock deeper and deeper into her silky depths until his hand pressed flush
against her soft petals, the base of the vibrator barely visible at her core as
he pulsed his hand against the hard object almost fully enveloped in her body.
“How does that feel princess? You love being fucked so deeply don’t you? Albeit
by a piece of plastic but nonetheless… you’re a naughty little girl aren’t
you?” Sess purred, readjusting the angle of his hand so that the vibrator
pressed straight into her g-spot, teasing her to the brink, before pushing it
deep against her cervix. Sango bucked her hips desperately to get away from her
sensual assault, knowing she wouldn’t be able to hold her orgasm back much
longer. There was no way in the world she was going to let Naraku put that
thing anywhere near her tight little freckle. Sesshoumaru and Naraku suddenly
looked like a pair of hungry wolves. The more Sango struggled against their
torment, the more determined their actions to make her cum. Sango found herself
squirming back on the table only to have Naraku grab her by the shoulders and
push her back down to the edge of the table, effectively ramming the vibrator
so deep within her Sango’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she wailed
out her pleasure.
“No! Stop it Sesshou-kun! Naraku! Stop it! I can't help myself... I hate you both!” Sango cried as her body began to
stiffen under her sensuous punishment, her orgasm on the brink of release.
Every fiber in her body becoming taut as the tingling overtook her senses.
“Don’t do it little one…” Naraku taunted, encouraging Sesshoumaru to increase
the pressure of his hand upon the object embedded deeply inside of their mate,
twisting and spiraling deep within her core as he pushed and released, pushed
further and released, over and over again.
“Noooooo!” she screamed as her body snapped under the intense pleasurable pressure,
causing her whole body to arch up off of the table, her back contorting into a
convex bow as her womanhood convulsed against Sesshoumaru’s hand, her juices
flooding from her shattered body; her body’s violent contractions fighting to
force the pulsing object from her womanhood as Naraku gently eased his
incessant tugging upon her erect pearl. Sango’s body spasmed fiercely as she
became overcome by the ferocity of her climax, tears squeezing out from the
corners of her tightly shut eyelids as she fought a losing battle to contain
her release. Her entire body jerked and twitched as the last vestiges of her
orgasm washed over her being.
“Tut, tut, tut. Oh dear me. Sango, Sango, Sango… such a horny little bitch… I’m
afraid you disobeyed me yet again. It looks like we’re going to have to teach
her another lesson don’t you think Sess?” Naraku grinned evilly as he looked
down upon Sango’s quivering, weakened form, watching as the reality of the
situation overcame the small, breathless woman before them.
“Hold her legs for me Sess… it’s my turn to play…”
Hi everyone…. Sorry about the WTF? Chapter. I couldn’t get my head around a
disturbing email I received from some poor confused reader who couldn’t leave a
review like any normal person. To that person, I hope I clarified the term for
you and while on the subject of that email, there is such a thing as female
ejaculation. I’m sure that there are still many unfortunate females out there
unaware that this natural biological response exists, as well as a hell of a
lot of uneducated males. To all those women, I say a prayer that you may one
day understand what I’m talking about! And to all those males – get informed!
If you haven’t heard about female ejaculation then I can guarantee you that you
aren’t as good in the bedroom as you’d like to think you are… So to my poor,
confused reader I must reiterate that female ejaculation isn’t just a ‘golden
shower’ ~_~.
Anyway, now that I’ve said my little piece, thank you Shai for your review. I
thought the term ‘taking the piss out of someone’ was a pretty all round
universal term as well.
And thank you everyone else for your reviews as well. Youkai Obsessed and
Atropa… I’m flattered… now you might have an inkling of an idea of how you make
me feel when I read your stories! Now the question is, do we want Sango to
endure anther lesson? ~_^
Peace everyone….
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